Xiao Wu's G-Spot

"Despicable!"

Xiao Wu, standing nearby, let out an angry rebuke, disgust flashing in her eyes:

They had clearly agreed on a match, yet this Ugly Ghost actually dared to sneak attack Cheng Gege. It was utterly disgusting.

Unlike Xiao Wu, Du Cheng was not particularly surprised by Tang San's actions.

For Tang San, as long as something benefited him, there was nothing this guy would not do:

After all, someone who could even steal the treasures of the sect that raised him—how high could you expect his moral standards to be?

Unfortunately, Tang San's careful scheming was somewhat wasted against Du Cheng.

No matter how formidable the Tang Sect's secret arts were, they still had to be learned before they could be mastered.

But Du Cheng had the system!

The instant the lottery was completed, he had already completely mastered the martial art known as Eighteen Subduing Strikes.

"I wonder if you've ever heard a saying?"

Facing Tang San as he charged toward him, Du Cheng not only did not dodge, but instead took a step closer:

"Before absolute strength, any scheme or trick can only look ridiculous."

The moment the words left his mouth, Du Cheng's body suddenly twisted.

Bang!

Without the slightest surprise, Tang San crashed heavily onto the ground.

"Can someone who can't even stay on his feet become the boss of the Seventh Dormitory?"

His gaze landing on Tang San's face, Du Cheng mocked him with open disdain.

"Hmph!"

While Du Cheng spoke, Tang San had already snorted and climbed back to his feet:

"You only took a small advantage. What's there to be proud of?"

As soon as he spoke, Tang San launched another attack at Du Cheng.

Having learned from his earlier mistake, his movements were clearly much more cautious this time.

But unfortunately, before a cheat-user, any struggle was meaningless.

Smack!

"Again..."

Bang!

"My foot slipped just now."

Thud!

"That's impossible!"

For nearly the next ten minutes, Tang San demonstrated the many different ways of falling down for the children of the Seventh Dormitory with an utterly fearless spirit.

It was no exaggeration to say that even going all out, Tang San could not touch so much as the corner of Du Cheng's clothes.

If they had not watched Tang San's injuries steadily worsen with their own eyes, the others might even have thought he was throwing the match.

"Well, do you still want to continue?"

Du Cheng glanced at Tang San, who had not moved since falling down earlier, and asked:

"If you give up, then the result of this match will be decided."

"I lost."

Tang San forced the three words out through gritted teeth, his face filled with unwillingness:

"Don't get cocky. Sooner or later, I'll win it back."

"Keep it up. I believe you won't manage it."

Hearing Tang San's words, Du Cheng secretly let out a breath of relief:

Even beating someone up was an extremely exhausting task.

If not for the enhancement brought by the Azure Dragon Spirit, Tang San might have worn him down long ago.

But judging from the result, Du Cheng's stamina still came out on top.

"You guys, do you still want to compete?"

"Boss!"

The instant Du Cheng spoke, Wang Sheng dropped to his knees without the slightest hesitation:

"From now on, you're our new Dormitory Head, our new boss."

As he spoke, Wang Sheng did not forget to wave toward the few extras nearby:

"You lot, hurry up and greet the boss!"

"Boss."

Prompted by Wang Sheng, the others quickly stated their positions as well.

They knew their own capabilities. This guy beat Tang San as easily as he would beat his own son; would he not have an even easier time beating them?

Rather than take a beating before acknowledging him as boss, they might as well accept reality early. When it came to admitting defeat, Wang Sheng had plenty of experience.

"You said earlier that everyone else had to meet the Dormitory Head's demands?"

"Y-Yes."

Hearing Du Cheng's words, Wang Sheng's mouth twitched slightly.

If he could go back in time, he would definitely slap himself across the face a few times:

Serves you right for running your mouth.

Now look what happened—you brought trouble upon yourself!

"In that case, all the work Xiao Wu and I have from now on will be handed over to you."

Du Cheng glanced at Wang Sheng and spoke calmly:

"Helping your boss solve his problems shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

"That's right."

Wang Sheng nodded, patting his chest with a bitter expression:

"Don't worry, Boss. From now on, all the work for you and Sister Xiao Wu will be done by us."

As Work-Study Students, Wang Sheng and the others needed to complete tasks assigned by Notting Academy to offset their tuition fees, including but not limited to cleaning the campus, classrooms, latrines...

All in all, these jobs were not as easy as they sounded.

But that had nothing to do with Du Cheng. As the Dormitory Head, he did not need to do any of it anyway.

Xiao Wu was delighted as well.

"Cheng Gege, you're incredible!"

Wrapping both arms around Du Cheng's arm, Xiao Wu's large eyes were filled with admiration and curiosity:

"What was that move you used to defeat that ugly brat? Can you teach it to me?"

After speaking, Xiao Wu even blinked at Du Cheng in a flattering manner.

Hiss~

As a Goddess-level existence recognized by the system, Xiao Wu's charm went without saying.

Smelling the faint fragrance drifting from her body, Du Cheng's heart stirred:

This girl really is a little enchantress!

"That move is called Ugly Ghost Eighteen Throws. It's specially used to deal with ugly ghosts with dark hearts."

Rubbing Xiao Wu's head, Du Cheng smiled:

"Since you want to learn it, I'll teach it to you."

"Really?"

The moment Du Cheng spoke, Xiao Wu let out a cheer:

"Cheng Gege, you're the best!"

Ding, the Host's Bond Value with Xiao Wu has increased by 20.

Congratulations, Host. You have obtained one Intermediate Lottery opportunity. An Advanced Lottery can be performed once Bond Value reaches 50.

Listening to the system's voice echoing in his mind, Du Cheng's smile deepened:

"As long as you're happy."

Du Cheng was not particularly surprised by the increase in Bond Value.

Xiao Wu excelled at close-quarters combat, so the appeal of Eighteen Subduing Strikes to her was obvious.

Moreover, as a soul beast in human form, Xiao Wu had always harbored an instinctive admiration for the strong.

In the original story, she had become connected to Scum San because Tang San defeated her during a match.

Du Cheng's performance just now had undoubtedly hit Xiao Wu's G-Spot.

Unlike Du Cheng, Tang San was in no pleasant mood.

Why?

Why is he Cheng Gege, while I'm just an "Ugly Ghost"?

Staring fixedly at Du Cheng, Tang San's mouth made a series of creaking sounds:

Keep being arrogant. I, Tang San, won't keep losing forever!

Du Cheng did not care much about Tang San's thoughts:

With cheats in hand, if he had to fear even a Scum San, that would be rather lacking in ambition.

"Finished resting?"

Du Cheng glanced at Tang San and spoke without the slightest politeness:

"If you are, help us make the beds."